[
last lines]
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce:
Spike!
Angel:
Spike.
Harmony:
Blondie Bear?
[
Angel dials the phone incorrectly in his new office]
Automated voice:
You have reached Ritual Sacrifice. For goats, press "1" or say "goats".
Automated voice:
To sacrifice a loved one or pet, press the pound key.
Notary:
I need you to initial here concerning your immortal soul.
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce:
Well, I'm still stuck back at, "Why on earth are we here?"
Winifred 'Fred' Burkle:
What, because we're crusaders against evil and now the law firm that represents most of the evil in the world has given us its LA branch to run however we want, probably in an attempt to corrupt, divide, or destroy us, and we all said yes in, like three minutes?
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce:
You're run-on sentences have got a lot less pointless.
Winifred 'Fred' Burkle:
That's so sweet - and a tad condescending.
Knox:
Do you know how to get to your office from here?
Winifred 'Fred' Burkle:
Why? Did somebody eat my breadcrumbs?
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce:
Don't you think it's a bit unseemly adding Y's to the ends of people's names?
Charles Gunn:
Does that mean I have to call you 'Wesle'?
Angel:
You like to make an entrance.
Eve:
You always open both doors when you enter a room?
Wesley Wyndam-Pryce:
Pretty powerful position for a young woman.
Eve:
How exactly can you be sure I'm either of those things?
Angel:
Harmony.
Harmony:
Hey. Boss.
Angel:
You're my secretary?
Harmony:
[
scoffs] Hello. Assistant.
Angel:
Explain why I shouldn't kill you?
Harmony:
Secretary's fine.
Angel:
No, it's not fine. Where is it fine? You've been working here?
Harmony:
Yeah-huh.
Angel:
Why?
Harmony:
Well, duh, I'm a single undead gal trying to make it in the big city. I have to start somewhere. And they're evil here. They don't judge. They've got the necro-tempered glass.
[
does a little dance]
Harmony:
No burning up. A great medical plan. And who needs dental more than us?
[
after finding out that Cordelia's in a coma]
Harmony:
[
sad] Cordy was my best friend, like, my whole life. She's my role model. How can she-
[
perky]
Harmony:
So anyway, I really think you should not fire me. And Wes does, too.
Angel:
[
to Eve] News flash. You're not cute when I'm angry.
Winifred 'Fred' Burkle:
Y'all are tired, I know. I just want you to understand that in a few hours a virus is gonna start spreading in the city that'll kill every person in it. And when blood starts streaming out of our noses, eye sockets and fingernails, I'll have the intense satisfaction of knowing that I'm dying with the only people in the world that actually deserve it!
Lorne the Host:
Well this is interesting. Apparently, old Joe Kennedy tried to get out of his deal with the firm.
Angel:
That explains a lot.
Lorne the Host:
Yeah, but, George Senior, he read the fine print.
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